THROUGH THE STORM

the seaweed has been thrown upon the beach and with sand blown upon it patterns are formed that I like. Suddenly I discovered two faces intertwined and took the photo of it.
Many kite surfers sailing the waves, it looks like they never have enough of it.
No dog families to be seen now.
My clearing job finished!!! The shed is done and well done too.
My clean desk only has now little objects on it to be sorted out and give a place.
Well done Willemien, for years to come I have a nice space around me.

My haiku:

Every day we bring
Heaps of sand into our home
Fata morgana

And the proverb from W.E. Henley:

I am the mistress of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul